Well, it's definitely not something Joanna Gaines would create. . . but my sewing room is upstairs now. I had a tracker on my phone and it only took 78 trips up and down the stairs to get all my sewing paraphernalia transferred. Whew!
Nothing is permanent - I was just trying to get it all in. I've already had to pull the stack (to the right of the pillowcase full of scraps) apart to exchange the contents of one of the under-the-bed boxes. That meant taking out all the stuff in front of it, pulling out the 2nd box from the bottom, exchanging contents, putting it back along with everything I had to take out. My lower back complained the whole time - it's time to give it a rest.
I've tried to arrange things so the items I use the least are on the bottom and in the corner. I have a number of projects in front or on top so I can just work on what's most available. And, as I get things finished and empty some boxes - the room will not feel so full
Gotta be positive~
This is no beauty shot but I've got my "go to" stash open and available. It's on a shelving unit in front of a door. Hey, it works~ The greens and blacks on the bottom shelf are the reason I had to make the exchange this morning.
So glad to have this task behind me.
Robin